this affair was never fated to turn into love something that started under the moon and stars something that was ill fated from beginning now who should i blame? you or me? i carried us up the summit but you and i were both sick the clouds were turning gray and everything began to disappear in the haze the castles we built, the promises we made turned out to be a mirage in my mind you never meant a thing i was a tool to fulfill your greed a savior in times of crisis but you forgot about me i longed for your love whole summer even when i knew i was a prey
This poem is part of my Velvet Coffin poetry series.